Chapter 825 - 823: Lord of the Wu Division

Chapter 825: Chapter 823: Lord of the Wu Division

The poisonous mist raged on, lingering relentlessly. However, as time passed, it slightly weakened.

Agonizing screams echoed for a full seven or eight minutes.

Four or five Golden Immortals stumbled out of the toxic fog, only to crash face-first into the dirt. Their bodies twitched uncontrollably as they desperately channeled their Immortal Yuan and swallowed pills to suppress the poison. Yet, the effects were negligible.

Suddenly, several figures approached from a distance. Noticing the commotion, they immediately sped up.

It was none other than Situ Ke and his group.

"Poison?"

Situ Ke and the others’ expressions changed slightly. Without hesitation, they erected their Immortal Yuan Shields and approached with extreme caution.

Upon seeing the devastated landscape and the miserable state of the numerous Golden Immortals, all of them paled.

"The manifestation of a third-tier poison pill... containing at least hundreds of terrifying toxins. Hiss." A cultivator at the Middle Stage of Golden Immortal took one look and couldn’t help but gasp in horror, shivering involuntarily.

Just the residual power of the poisonous mist was enough to make their hearts palpitate. Seeing the miserable state of those struggling cultivators at the edge of the fog made their skin crawl. Even Situ Ke couldn’t suppress a shudder.

SWISH!

One person darted in front of a fallen cultivator and asked coldly, "What happened here?"

"It... it was Xu Yang. It was Xu Yang and Liou Xueyan, those two bastards!

"Argh! Save me! Save me, I beg you!"

THUD!

The Vajra Sect cultivator kicked the screaming man away. He turned to look at Situ Ke, swallowing hard.

Everyone had heard the man’s answer loud and clear. Xu Yang and Liou Xueyan.

It absolutely couldn’t have been Liou Xueyan; otherwise, she would have used such a trump card much earlier. It could only be Xu Yang.

"Over a dozen Golden Immortal cultivators were entirely engulfed by the toxic fog. Even after exhausting their Immortal Yuan, immortal treasures, and talismans, they still couldn’t resist the corruption...

"If it truly is a poison pill, a single one infused with hundreds—if not more—lethal toxins would be unimaginably horrifying upon detonation.

"Just the lingering remnants are enough to effortlessly threaten an Early Stage of Golden Immortal."

It was easy to imagine how terrifying it must have been when it first erupted.

"If that guy had used such a method back then..." Situ Ke’s expression shifted wildly.

The others secretly rejoiced. Just thinking about it made their scalps go numb.

"If he had one pill, he might have a second, or even a third..." a Golden Immortal cultivator muttered. "Neither he nor Liou Xueyan has a Guardian. Perhaps the immortal sects of the Northern Continent only gave them a final lifesaving method for desperate situations, like teleporting back to the North. But I fear they carry no shortage of other deadly methods on them.

"Liou Xueyan was pushed to her absolute limit and exhausted all her trump cards. But that Xu Yang possesses a Ninth Grade immortal foundation. The importance his sect places on him definitely far exceeds Liou Xueyan. For him to have such means..."

Situ Ke gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. "Once we return, investigate Xu Yang’s immortal sect with everything we have..."

He was genuinely somewhat frightened. It wasn’t that the Eastern Continent lacked poison pills; there were even some immensely powerful old monsters who specialized in them. But among the younger generation of geniuses, such methods were rarely ever used.

"Xu Yang, Liou Xueyan..." With lingering trepidation, Situ Ke withdrew his gaze from the toxic area and looked toward the exit of the Demon Evil Valley.

He knew they had already left the valley. Trying to pursue them now would likely be impossible.

Behind him, Qingyue trembled inwardly.

Unlike Situ Ke, he had no grudges or enmity with Xu Yang. However, after this battle, Xu Yang’s name would definitely spread rapidly.

He thought to himself, "I fear he will cross paths with our Shanyang Academy eventually."

After all, Shanyang Academy’s Di Qinghe, the undisputed number one on the Dragon and Tiger List, also possessed a Ninth Grade immortal foundation. With another Ninth Grade genius appearing, Di Qinghe would absolutely be interested.

...

Outside the Demon Evil Valley.

Xu Yang set Liou Xueyan down, his brows tightly furrowed. He lightly checked her pulse, and his expression darkened.

Liou Xueyan’s aura was in utter chaos. Although she hadn’t inhaled much of the toxic fog, she was completely powerless to resist it. The poisons were flaring up now, bringing on a myriad of afflictions. They turned her body into little more than a vessel brimming with toxins. If this continued, even if it didn’t permanently damage her foundation, she would suffer another catastrophic injury that would require incredibly precious treasures to heal.

"Liou Xueyan," Xu Yang called out in a low voice.

Liou Xueyan struggled to open her eyes, forcing herself to muster a sliver of energy. Biting her lip, she asked, "Do... do you have any more pills?"

With a bitter smile, Xu Yang took out a drop of Top-Grade Purple Rainbow Dew. "This is all that’s left."

He fed it to her, but its effects were negligible under the current circumstances.

"Can you still hold on?"

"Yes!"

Liou Xueyan’s vision blurred. In her daze, Xu Yang’s face shifted—sometimes appearing as Situ Ke, sometimes as a handsome youth...

She fiercely bit down on her lip, drawing blood to snap herself awake, and summoned the Ice Extreme Immortal Puppet Map with a mere thought.

WHOOSH!

The Ice Extreme Immortal Puppet Map erupted with an icy intent that enveloped her. Freezing cold washed over her body, allowing her to forcefully stabilize her condition. Seeing this, Xu Yang let out a sigh of relief.

"You’ve already fulfilled your end of the contract. You can go," Liou Xueyan whispered weakly, taking a trembling breath.

Xu Yang shook his head slightly. This woman was truly too proud.

"If I leave you alone, you really will die here," he said. "We both came from the Northern Continent, after all. But remember, you owe me one now."

Without waiting for her reaction, Xu Yang roughly hoisted her up by the collar.

Liou Xueyan let out a muffled groan. She opened her mouth but was too weak to speak, not even daring to divert her focus from suppressing the poison.

Carrying Liou Xueyan, Xu Yang took to the skies. He needed to rush back to the Heaven’s Edge Tower as fast as possible.

His own condition was far from optimal; running into any random Golden Immortal right now would be extremely troublesome.

He hadn’t flown far when his expression drastically changed, as if facing a mortal enemy.

Sensing his reaction, Liou Xueyan’s delicate body trembled. She weakly raised her eyes to look, and her heart sank.

Standing in their path was a middle-aged man in a black robe, watching them with a smiling expression.

"Xu Yang of the Northern Continent’s Black Fire Immortal Mountain, and Liou Xueyan of the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace! For you two to cause such an uproar in the Eastern Continent is truly unexpected."

"Blood Marsh?" Xu Yang asked, his eyes filled with extreme vigilance.

This man was incredibly strong. The aura he gave off felt even more oppressive than Liou Sanqian’s, perhaps not much weaker than Chen Yingchuan’s. One had to know that Liou Sanqian was at the Middle Stage of Golden Immortal, and Chen Yingchuan was at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal.

"I am Ghost Eagle, the Exalted Lord of the Wu Division of the Blood Marsh!"

Exalted Lord of the Wu Division?

Xu Yang didn’t know where the Wu Division ranked within the Blood Marsh, but as the leader of an entire division, he was absolutely extraordinary. He was suspected to be at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal. It was simply despair-inducing.

Forcing himself to stay calm, Xu Yang asked, "Are you here to kill me, sir?"

Ghost Eagle chuckled and shook his head slightly. "Although you’re on the Blood Marsh’s hit list, you aren’t qualified for me to strike personally. Since this assassination attempt failed, I need to have a chat with the employer behind the scenes first.

"However, the Blood Marsh has repeatedly failed to kill you, which reflects rather poorly on our reputation.

"Because of this, you must pay a price."

Xu Yang’s expression shifted slightly. What kind of price did he have to pay?

"Wait..." Just as Xu Yang was about to pull out his Heaven’s Edge Order, he saw Ghost Eagle’s figure suddenly morph, transforming to look exactly like him. Xu Yang stood there dumbfounded, completely bewildered.

Wearing Xu Yang’s face, Ghost Eagle flashed him a wide grin before abruptly shooting into the sky and disappearing without a trace.

A booming shout instantly echoed through the heavens and the earth.

"Situ Ke of the Ancient Lotus Vajra Sect, Qingyue of the Shanyang Academy, and the various cultivators of the Blood Marsh—you are all a bunch of trash!

"I thought the prodigies of the Eastern Continent would be supremely tyrannical. But looking at you today, you’re nothing but a pack of pathetic weaklings. Mediocre at best!

"Hmph! To those ranked in the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger List, just you wait! I will seek you out one by one and defeat you with my own two hands!

"And Di Qinghe—since we both possess a Ninth Grade immortal foundation, I want to see just how strong you, the supposed number one who suppresses all geniuses of the current generation in the Eastern Continent, truly are!"

...

The voice sounded identical to Xu Yang’s.

Rolling like thunder, it reverberated through the world, resounding across a radius of hundreds of miles outside the Demon Evil Valley.

Xu Yang trembled all over. He stared blankly at the empty sky, his mind completely blank.

"This is the price I have to pay?" he thought in sheer dismay. "Blood Marsh, I..."

At this moment, Xu Yang’s face darkened immensely. He was so furious he almost cursed out loud.

"Son of a bitch!"